If barbarian adventuring is what one seeks, Conan the Cimmerian
provides a refreshingly uncomplicated, unrefined and
vigorous example. This is steaming, juicy violence at its most
basic, with all of that genre's redeeming and unredeeming
qualities.
At least, unlike most games of this ilk, Virgin has taken a stab
at making Conan a creature of flesh and blood, rather than just
another bunch of testosterone-tinted pixels. By letting players participate
in the birth of their hero, an added layer of interest, if not
actual depth, takes shape. Nietzsche it ain't, but Howard it is!